home turf harvest

As the girl turned around Belle became less sure of her first assumption, there was much more doubt in her lineage now that her face was revealed. Bright eyes watched as the girl proclaimed her answer, she was fine but could use a little help. Deathbelle could speak rare berries, though she doubted getting knowledge from the girl would be so difficult. She seemed to have loose lips, and continued to go on. Belle decided to be more amused than annoyed at the young girl.

”Do you know the name of your bright red berry?” Belle asked as she allowed her decorated toes to carry her closer to the small healer. There were many bright red berries, some of them she was sure the young she wolf knew were poisonous. She looked down at the girl she was sure now did not carry any Klein blood ”I can agree to those terms in exchange for my help,” she finished still wondering what berry she was looking for. ”I am a healer as well.” At least she knew the healing art, poisons were more fun.